Doodle (feat. Yerin Baek) [Prod. by WOOGIE] Lyrics

펀치넬로 (Punchnello) - 낙서 (Feat. 백예린) (Prod. by Woogie) Doodle Lyrics

Punchnello - Doodle Hangul
아직도 넌 낙서인 것 같아
내 연필 끝에 남아
그렇게 흐릿해진 그 선들을 따라
내 품에 안길 듯해

어렵게만 느껴지지
너와 나 사이 모든 게
내가 건네줬던 손도
쉽게 식은듯해 어쩌면
우리 둘이 바뀌는 건 쉬운 게
아니란 걸 배워가고 있는 게
아닐까 해
의문의 꼬리가 더 자라나지
이 모든 건 노트에
그려져 가 의식 없이
넌 나와의 좋았던
아니 좋을뻔했던 것들을
천천히 그려나가 아무런 의식 없이

Yeah 왜 왜 왜
하필 나였던 거야 왜
아무것도 못 하게 된 나를 봐
우린 계속 이래
지나가지마 그렇게
남기엔 너무 허무해
아무것도 못 하게 된 나를 봐
우린 계속 이래

아직도 넌 낙서인 것 같아
내 연필 끝에 남아
그렇게 흐릿해진 그 선들을 따라
내 품에 안길 듯해

사랑은 항상 복잡해 내게
있어서만큼은
바보같이 만들어 좋아하는 만큼
지칠 대로 지쳐가지
아무것도 아닌 듯이
이걸 노래하고 있는
내가 초라해 가끔은
낙서같이 의미 없이 얼룩진 감정은
날 더 복잡하게 만들어 이런 게 난데
넌 왜 뒤로 가기만 해
뒤로 가기만 해
그냥 두고 가지 마
여기 내 마음 안고 멀리

서걱대는 종잇장
그 위에 남은 잔상
그게 나였으면
그게 나였으면
그게 나였으면 해 매일 밤

너의 손끝에선
난 없다는 걸 알지만
나의 손끝에 넌
커져만 가는 걸

아직도 넌 낙서인 것 같아
내 연필 끝에 남아
그렇게 흐릿해진 그 선들을 따라
내 품에 안길 듯해

서걱대는 종잇장
그 위에 남은 잔상
그게 나였으면
그게 나였으면
그게 나였으면 해 매일 밤

Punchnello - Doodle Romanization
ajikdo neon nakseoin geot gata
nae yeonpil kkeute nama
geureohge heurishaejin geu seondeureul ttara
nae pume angil deushae

eoryeopgeman neukkyeojiji
neowa na sai modeun ge
naega geonnejwossdeon sondo
swipge sigeundeushae eojjeomyeon
uri duri bakkwineun geon swiun ge
aniran geol baewogago issneun ge
anilkka hae
uimunui kkoriga deo jaranaji
i modeun geon noteue
geuryeojyeo ga uisik eopsi
neon nawaui johassdeon
ani joheulppeonhaessdeon geosdeureul
cheoncheonhi geuryeonaga amureon uisik eopsi

Yeah wae wae wae
hapil nayeossdeon geoya wae
amugeosdo mot hage doen nareul bwa
urin gyesok irae
jinagajima geureohge
namgien neomu heomuhae
amugeosdo mot hage doen nareul bwa
urin gyesok irae

ajikdo neon nakseoin geot gata
nae yeonpil kkeute nama
geureohge heurishaejin geu seondeureul ttara
nae pume angil deushae

sarangeun hangsang bokjaphae naege
isseoseomankeumeun
babogati mandeureo johahaneun mankeum
jichil daero jichyeogaji
amugeosdo anin deusi
igeol noraehago issneun
naega chorahae gakkeumeun
nakseogati uimi eopsi eollukjin gamjeongeun
nal deo bokjaphage mandeureo ireon ge nande
neon wae dwiro gagiman hae
dwiro gagiman hae
geunyang dugo gaji ma
yeogi nae maeum ango meolli

seogeokdaeneun jongisjang
geu wie nameun jansang
geuge nayeosseumyeon
geuge nayeosseumyeon
geuge nayeosseumyeon hae maeil bam

neoui sonkkeuteseon
nan eopsdaneun geol aljiman
naui sonkkeute neon
keojyeoman ganeun geol

ajikdo neon nakseoin geot gata
nae yeonpil kkeute nama
geureohge heurishaejin geu seondeureul ttara
nae pume angil deushae

seogeokdaeneun jongisjang
geu wie nameun jansang
geuge nayeosseumyeon
geuge nayeosseumyeon
geuge nayeosseumyeon hae maeil bam

Punchnello - Doodle English Translation
You still seem like a doodle
From the tip of my pencil
Along the faded lines
And into my arms

It's just so hard, everything between us
My hands that I offered you seem to have cooled
Maybe we're learning that it's not easy to change ourselves
But the tail of question is growing longer
All of this is getting scribbled on my note, without a stream of conscience
All the good things, no, all the things that could've been good with me
You slowly draw out without a stream of conscience

Yeah why, why, why
Why me?
See how I can't do anything
We keep doing this
Don't just pass me by
I'd feel too empty to remain here
See how I can't do anything
We keep doing this

You still seem like a doodle
From the tip of my pencil
Along the faded lines
And into my arms

Love is always complicated, to me anyway
The more I like someone, the more foolish I get
I've gotten as tired as I could be
Sometimes, I feel bad for myself
Singing this as if it's nothing
Sometimes, my stained emotions mean nothing like some doodles
But it makes things more complicated, this is me
But why do you keep going backwards, why do you keep going backwards
Don't just leave me here, take my heart with you faraway

Scribbling on the piece of paper
All the images left on it
If only that was me
If only that was me
If only that was me, every night

I know that I'm not there
At the tip of your fingers
But from the tip of mine
You're only growing

You still seem like a doodle
From the tip of my pencil
Along the faded lines
And into my arms

Scribbling on the piece of paper
All the images left on it
If only that was me
If only that was me
If only that was me, every night